L'invasion d'Ophélie

My parents were getting tired of paying for two separate dorm rooms, so I'm unfortunately stuck sharing a room with Sabine. *sigh* Having shared a bedroom with her since the day we were born, it was nice to have my own space for once. I wasn't too happy with my parents, but at least Sabine was courteous enough to give me my own wall to decorate. I took some time to arrange my various posters.

As I was hanging up my last poster, I discovered that I had a visitor waiting for me.

"Je ne sais pas quand je vais quitter les États-Unis, et il me faut dormir en sa chambre."
Ophélie didn't even ask politely if she could stay in my room! I don't always have the best manners, but last time I checked, I shared this room with someone. I don't have the space for extra baggage.
"C'est impossible. Je partage cette chambre avec Sabine," I let my friend know that she'd have to find another room to stay in, but she didn't buy it.
"Qui?" She asked at the mention of Sabine's name.
"Sabine. Ma jumelle," I emphasized.

"Ah, tu m'as dit de Sabine. Dis-lui qu'elle devrait jeter un sac de couchage sur le plancher!"

Um, there was no way that I would even consider telling my sister to sleep in a sleeping bag. Ophélie was the one whose rightful place was in a sleeping bag as long as she was staying in my room! Ophélie continued to talk and try to convince me why she deserves to sleep in one of the beds.
I needed to do something because this would certainly cause a fight between Sabine and me. We fight enough as it is; I don't need to add another reason to why we don't get along!

 

Although Ophélie is my friend, she takes the game she plays too seriously. This game is more dangerous than the game that I have played/play, only I can't help it. She can. Soon enough, she will play her game in full force here, and I need to stop it before it starts.
Forget about her for a moment. At least my posters look good!

~Sandrine